#narcissa malfoy x reader

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Taking It From the Best ~Mistress!Narcissa Malfoy x EarlySVU!Alex Cabot xFem Pet!Younger!Reader

Summary— A little crossover scenario Harry Potter x Law & Order SVU… AU where Narcissa is Alex and Reader’s mistress. Early SVU seasons Alex and Reader are roughly the same age, Narcissa is older. This is pure filth.

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Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!, smut, threesomes, strap-on fucking, doggystyle sex, eating out (oral), implied overstimulation, collaring, use of a leash, light bondage, mistress kink, pet kink, collaring kink, implied power play, implied sub/dom relationships, praise, physical comforting, aftercare, etc.

Enjoy (;

“Oh Jesus fucking Christ—” you groaned.

Alex’s tongue curled inside your aching walls like fucking ecstasy, making your toes curl and your mouth open in a silent scream. The blonde’s face was being propelled in and out of your cunt by the rhythm of which Narcissa was fucking her.

The older woman was on the bed on her knees holding Alex’s hips with one hand, while her other held a leash attached to a collar. A collar which was around your neck, squeezing your airway in the most delicious way. With a swift tug from Narcissa, your body spasmed as you were pulled closer towards Alex’s savage mouth.

“Such a good girls for your mistress my Darlings… pet, my love, don’t fight it… That will only make it harder, just relax for your mistress…” Narcissa cooed lustfully, before punctuating her words with a couple twisted thrusts into the blonde’s dripping pussy.

“Oh FUCK Mistress—!!” Alex cried out, panting heavily and shaking lightly.

Alex was sandwiched in between the two of you, on her forearms and knees, and taking Narcissa’s plastic cock as it pounded into her from behind. Her eyes were rolling back as she fought to continue to eat you out while coming closer and closer to climax herself.

Your head lolled back, your body splayed out on the bed, legs wide for Alex’s face and Narcissa’s gaze. Your wrists were bound together above your head, along with the collar around your neck. It was tight enough to stifle some of your noises, but not enough to choke you out entirely. Every time you attempted to squirm away from underneath Alex’s relentless tongue, Narcissa would ruthlessly tug you even closer by the leash attached to your collar…

“Fuck I’m gonna… gonna cum again Mistresss please…!!” You moaned mindlessly, thrashing beneath Alex’s hot mouth and tugging at your restraints and leash.

Narcissa only tightened her hold on you and only fucked Alex harder, making the blonde spew moan after moan into your soaked cunt. Alex’s administrations faltered as she quickly approached her own high.

“Shit Mistress m-me too God Please!!” Alex begged, holding onto your thighs for dear life as Narcissa pounded into her from behind.

“Alex, Darling, make our pet cum. Once she has, then you may as well…” Narcissa purred.

Alex didn’t need anymore prompting, swiftly diving back into your core. With a couple more tongue thrusts into your pussy, your walls were clenching around Alex’s tongue as you came. Your back arched as you tugged against your wrist restraints as Narcissa held your leash tight while pile driving into Alex. The walls of pleasure around you came crashing down as your body spasmed in white, hot pleasure.

Alex was quick to cum right after you, falling over the edge, her cunt clenching around Narcissa’s cock. The blonde and your screams of pleasure coincided and echoes throughout the room reeking of sex. With one final thrust from Narcissa, Alex’s body collapsed onto the bed, along with yours.

Narcissa was quick to remove the strap-on and come up to the two of her girls. She caressed each of you, giving you light forehead kisses and making sure to untie you. You were panting heavily, just as Alex was.

“Darlings, you both did so good for your mistress… such good girls…” the older woman praised.

After you had both gotten a chance to catch your breaths, Narcissa ushered you two to the lavish bathroom in order to clean you up and then get you ready for bed. You followed the older woman’s command mindlessly, knowing and trusting her every word. Your heart swelled in delight as the night ended with Narcissa cuddling both of you in bed, where your eyes got heavy quickly and it wouldn’t take you nor Alex long to slip into deep slumbers.

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[myers-meadow]

Libra: Lucius & Narcissa Malfoy x reader

Happy super late, or already early, birthday @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better!! Here is a bday gift fic, angst and fluff, just for you <3.

Summary: Insecurities come to a head on your birthday, but the Malfoys always have a thing or two up their sleeve to make it all better.

Pairing: Lucius Malfoy x Narcissa Malfoy x reader in an equal poly relationship.

I hope you like it, cy!! This is quite spontanious, so I hope that the surprise is ok :)) dividers by @newlips or @/chechelia

A polyamorous life has many benefits. When Lucius is busy, Narcissa will have dinner with you. When Narcissa meets her friends or goes to her baking club, Lucius will take you shopping. It seemed like life was more perfect than ever with them, as part of their household. Unpredictably, or perhaps not all that unpredictably; double the partners also came with double the insecurities. They've been together for longer than you knew them, of course. It was only natural, and they understood. Still, with them being as they are; successful, rich, beautiful beyond compare, how could you find a place in their lives? What did you have to give that they didn't already have, or could get from someone else?

The late September sun rested itself in the backyard. Perhaps that was one of the biggest benefits of living at Malfoy Manor: the gardens. There were several of them, each with its own theme and story. The rose garden was the one Lucius had constructed for Narcissa when she first moved in, it was to the left of the estate. It had statues of Greek mythology throughout, with alcoves and gazebos with beautiful chairs and tables from carved wood. It fit her so well and Lucius' love for his wife was palpable when one visited the beautiful garden. They divulged that, early on, when they just moved in together and the garden was not as lush as it was now, they would put a blanket out and stargaze together. There still was a designated stargazing spot; one against a hill, with a plaque showing different constellations and their individual stars.

Your birthday came. There was just a note. That was all. A note and a slice of cake. No fanfare, no flowers, not even them.

The handwriting on the envelope curled in the way Narcissa's did, and you open it with a slightly worse tremor than normal. After a happy birthday wish, and to enjoy the slice of homemade cake, it held instructions to come out to the garden, asking for a bit of help, if it suits you, with the new plaque Lucius is getting installed in the stargazing spot. Since you know so much about plants, she trusts in your judgement with which plants will fit in both beauty and meaning. This was that pang of neglect, of feeling like you only mattered for your usefulness. It hit harder than it had before.

Growing restless after breakfast and sick of pacing the kitchen, you eventually go outside. It's a wonderful September day; windy, overcast, and sometimes a beam of sunlight hits a patch of grass or perennials. From afar you hear the cry of Lucius' peacock. Moving along the path, you admire the plants. The bushes don’t have berries anymore, but some flowers are still in bloom. The first of the leaves are turning colour, but only the first few. September is beautiful. Yet it doesn't erase that pang in your heart. Feeling unsure, not wanting to cry suddenly if you meet either of your lovers, you linger around the edges of the estate, not really making your way to the stargazing spot just yet.

Yet, you've been asked for help. How could you refuse them? The project could be fun. Even as you try thinking positively, it leaves a bitter taste. When you get to the stargazing spot, there's another envelope on the plaque, held in place by a rock. Cursive, smaller than Narcissa's. You open it, brushing some wispy hairs that fell into your face from the wind. It directs you further away from the manor, deeper into the estate. It asks you to come to the other side of the estate, the right, to take a look at the plants Lucius ordered, so you could choose between them for the stargazing spot. You frown, but do as it says anyway.

It nears dinner time when you reach the spot, as you deliberately took the scenic route there. Once you're over the hill that leads you to that side of the estate, a gleaming catches your eye. Glass. Stained glass, even, with the lead glinting like silver in the low summer sun. It looks like... You move closer, driven by curiosity this time.

A greenhouse. A large, beautiful greenhouse, stained glass above the door. The colours form your star sign, inside a circle. In the light like this, a light coloured like a kaleidoscope falls on the dirt path leading into the greenhouse. You enter, amazed by the size of the structure. The inside is filled with plants. It's nicely humid, and warm, as a greenhouse should be. Slowly, you follow the path, taking it all in. Was this what they wanted to show you? There is no other note directing you to choose from a certain set of plants, nor are your lovers waiting for you. Yet, you're certain that this building has not been here before. You loved exploring the garden, and if it had been, you definitively would have noticed. It's rather hard to miss.

Along the path are many plants, each in their own designated border, and maintained well. There are tomatoes, paprika, potatoes, onions, green beans, a few lemon trees in large pots, extending their branches up to the glass ceiling. All of them are thriving. After those follow the herbs; rosemary, lavender, mugwort, thyme, oregano, basil, mint... You rub your fingers along a twig of rosemary and smell it. Delightful. Raspberry and blackberry bushes hide near the end of the greenhouse. On a potted rose by the other entrance, a note is pinned, right beneath the largest rose; a tender salmon pink specimen. You take it off carefully, and open it. 

In Lucius' small and precise script, it reads: "We hope you like your gift. For a long time, we thought about how to make this birthday perfect for you, and we decided to gift you the joy of gardening and cultivating your own garden. Narcissa took the liberty of installing it with plants she thought you'd like, and some extra. This area is now your corner of the estate. Our home is yours as well, and now, this is a place just for yourself. You don't ask for permission regarding anything about this greenhouse or the surrounding garden. Ever yours, Narcissa & Lucius."

You press a hand to your mouth, touched as you are. A whole greenhouse... They knew how much you love plants. How much you loved herbology in school, and how many herbs you'll need for potions... So they gifted you an entire corner of the estate so you could practice your hobbies with more ease. With a tear welling up in your eye, you turn around, folding the letter again, looking around at the greenhouse with new eyes. Your two lovers are there, walking in, and you run up to them, engulfing them in the tightest of hugs.

"Well, love, do you like it?" asks Narcissa, smiling and kissing your crown. 

"Narcissa did so much for the space," says Lucius, gracefully giving his wife the credit she earnt. "Although I feel this amount of lavender also benefits her and her baking." He chuckles, and squeezes you tight.

You nod, fully in tears now. "Thank you, thank you both. This is... above anything I ever expected. It's beautiful."

Narcissa points to the stained glass above both entrances. "Those gorgeous things were Lucius' idea, though. You deserve the beauty. We love you, dearest."

"We do, so much." Lucius' voice reverberates against your chest as he pulls you to his. He cups your face, making you look up at him, his stern face now soft. "Don't ever doubt that."

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♡ 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

WARNING! Most of the following contain SMUT and/or have a DARK theme.

➥ This masterlist contains all my works, I hope you enjoy!

Dark: ᵈ Angst: ᵃ Fluff: ᶠ Smut: ˢ

LISA ANN WALTER

Melissa Schemmenti

It's a craving not a crush ˢ

Summary: you caught melissa's interest ever since you started at abbott six months ago. but, you being you, you were blind to her attempts at flirting with you because you thought she was just being well, melissa. however, when ava suggested that you should all have a get together on the last Friday before Christmas, you noticed. and oh, how much you loved it.

In the staffroom ˢ

Summary: melissa get’s jealous that the new teacher at abbott is flirting with you. she makes sure that you know who you belong to.

Chessy

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JENNIFER ANISTON

When we're alone ᶠ

Summary: you come home from work to find your girlfriend cooking for you and you can't help but cherish these moments.

Rachel Green

Mismatched shoes ˢ

Summary: rachel can't find an outfit to wear to a party tonight, leading her to become frustrated and anxious about her appearance. she rummages through her closet, trying on multiple options before finally settling on a simple black dress. however, none of her shoes match the dress, causing her to feel even more stressed. you find a way to calm her down, causing you both to not go to the party after all.

City lights ᶠ

Summary: after rachel arrives at my apartment heartbroken over ross, i comfort her. we sit on the balcony, watching the city lights as i quietly confess how deeply i care for her, even if she doesn’t realize the full extent of my feelings yet.

HELEN MCCRORY

Narcissa Malfoy

Please ˢ

Summary: you give narcissa exactly what she has been needing for years.

O children ᶠ

Summary: for the holidays, you are staying with the malfoys. because of the time you've spent together, you and narcissa have grown closer. narcissa is concerned about draco and the possibility that he will not return in time for christmas, so you try to cheer her up. 

Polly Gray

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CHRISTINA RICCI

Marilyn Thornhill

Secret gardens in my mind ᶠ

Summary: ...

CATE BLANCHETT

Lady Tremaine

Pink and blue masquerade ᶠ

Summary: you spot a particular redhead at the ball where you are supposed to find a suitor. however, that doesn't stop you. it will never stop you.

Carol Aird

Dearest ˢ

Summary: ...

Lou Miller

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[moonlightbae7775]

(Yn and her broke best friend oc yn broke up with her sugar mommy’s)

Emerald:yn how could you do this to me. How selfish can you be?! Do you think of anyone but yourself! What about me! I work sixteen hours a week! They treated me special!!

[hyacintheros]

Brand New City

4. Art Is Dead

|| (Marauders Era Characters x Fem!Reader)

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Pairing: Marauders Era Characters x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Mean James

Word Count: 2.1k

P.S: I'm sorry it’s been awhile, going through writer's block :c Anywho, let me know what yall think!

“Y/N, darling? You look flush..” Cissa asks her, as the girl is falling into her breakfast. Cissa quickly props her up, feeling her head. “Oh you're going to need some Pepperup Potion, what happened?” The older girl pulls her up and supports her on the way to Madam Pomfrey. She thinks back to last night. 

—♡—

Running into James, her parchments and books fly everywhere. “Sorry, let me help you with tha-”, James’ eyes scans over who he bumped into, retracting his helping hand with a disgusted look.

“You look stupid down there, just where you belong.” He says with a sneer, glaring while she picks her books up.

Standing back up with her things in order, she asks, “What is your issue? No matter how nice I am to you, it's like I've cursed your bloodline with the way you're acting!”

“You're my problem! A Slytherin! How could you call yourself a good person being in that godforsaken house? Don't you know what your house is known for? What they did to my family?” He pours out to her, anger glistening on his face.

“I have don't nothing wrong! My family has done you no wrong. You hang out with my cousin for Merlin's sake! Why does my house make me different? Why do the colours I wear change your perspective?” She yells out, pent up anger spilling with every word.

He steps forward, getting in her face. “Your house, your people, hurt my family, my parents! You and your cult of Death Eaters! Have you no shame?” He huffs in her face, pushing her back.

“Well if you haven't noticed, I'm a muggle! Why would I tangle myself in those ideals? You're literally best friends with my cousin, who is also a muggle, if you haven't noticed!” She pushes back, trying to move away from the wall.

In a burst of impulse, James pulls his wand out, “Aguamenti”. A jet of water douses the girl, soaking her to the bone.

Before she can retaliate, the boy runs away, likely back to his common room. The water-drenched girl heads to the Dungeons, her own common room awaiting her after curfew.

Padding her wet feet into the dorm, she keeps quiet, in hopes of keeping her roommates asleep. 

She's too tired to run a bath, instead opting to change into her pyjamas and sleep with a tower on her pillow to dry her hair.

—♡—

“Oh look at you dear! Come sit on the bed, I'll fetch something to make you feel better.” Madam Pomfrey instructs, running off to her medicine cabinet.

Narcissa helps sit Y/N down, her shaking and shivering preventing her from denying help. “I'll tell your friend Remus so he can tell your professors that you can't come.” The sickly girl nods haphazardly.

The black haired girl leaves back to the Great Hall, making sure to tell Remus at the Gryffindor table before heading back to her own table.

Madam Pomfrey sends her off with a Pepperup Potion to her dorm, telling her to sleep away the cold. 

She wobbles and trips, using the wall as assistance back to the dungeons. Upon entering the common room, it's empty with the fireplace lit. The girl heads up to her dorm, drinking half of the vial.

—♡—

“Well what do you mean she's sick, Remus?” The redhead persists, not noticing any signs of the cold or flu yesterday.

“I'm not sure exactly, one of her friends told me so I could tell the professors, but that's it.” Remus picks up his bag from under the table, waiting for Lily to follow along to class.

“I guess it makes sense why she told you first, you share most classes with her… should we visit her after classes are over?” Lily asks, her eyes glossy, never having seen her cousin sick before.

Remus ponders, wondering if they should give her privacy today. “We'll see after class? Let her rest a bit.” The two part ways to their respective classes, Remus let's Professor Sprout know that Y/N can't attend.

—♡—

Madam Pomfrey had given the girl some Pepperup Potion, sending her down to the Slytherin dorms to get some rest, sending her Professors a notice for her absence. Pomfrey assumed the girl she came with, Narcissa, has already told some friends.

In bed, she feels worse than before, telling herself that you have to feel worse before you feel better,  which in hindsight, probably isn't the right mindset. She pulls the jumper tighter, puffing up her blanket more to get some warmth.

She shakes and shivers, restless and hungry, having not eaten as Cissa caught her right before she could grab breakfast when she sat down. That being said, she's too jello-like to fetch any food. Instead, praying that she'll be able to fall asleep soon.

Turning over to the nightstand, the girl rummages through the drawers, hoping to find any muggle pain killers she'd brought with her. Grabbing the case of painkillers and a small vial of night-time cough syrup, she takes it in hopes of feeling a little better, risking the unknown side effects of it being paired with a magical Potion.

Finally, thirty minutes later, the shivering stops and her mind at ease, falling asleep with a jumper on and two blankets resting on her. A dreamless nap overtakes her, soothing the girl mentally and physically.

—♡—

Severus had heard the news from Narcissa, gathered notes for her in the classes they shared, telling himself to visit her after classes are over. 

By lunchtime, Remus had told Lily, Sirius, and a boy named Peter who had recently joined their little group of friends. James had heard through Lily, a twinge of guilt was felt in his stomach, seeing Lily worried for her cousin. He stuck to his act as a comforting friend for Lily, not wanting to see her too worked up over it, knowing he caused the girl to feel sick.

Sirius and Lily had shoved small snacks into their pockets, waiting to visit Y/N after class, while Remus took notes for her in class, grabbing a book he thinks she'll like from his collection. The three Gryffindors meet up in front of the Slytherin common room, now a little stumped as they don't know the password.

“What are you lot doing standing like duc- Ow!” Lucius gets a good smack on the arms from Narcissa. “Here to see Y/N? I'll let you in.” Cissa says with a charming smile. She looks to the portrait, “Anguis”, the portrait opens up, revealing the common room.

Cissa drops Lucius at the couch, then looking towards the red-robed kids. “Come on then. I'll take you to our room.” She grabs Lily's hand and walks to the girls dorms, the two boys following suite.

Pushing the door open, the sound of gentle, yet disturbed snoring filled the room, like something was blocking her nose. They pile into the room, approaching her sleeping form. Cissa opens the door, hearing a knock.

Severus walks in, parchments in hand, scanning the room of its guests, eyes landing on Lily. “Oh Severus! It's so good to see you.” The red-head says, not having seen him in a while. The Raven haired boy smiles, then greets her. 

“Have you taken notes then? I think you're in some classes that I don't have with her, do you think we could combine notes then?” Remus says to him, seeing the stack of parchments the Slytherin boy carries. 

“Some notes are overlapping, but I think we've got everything.” Severus tells Lupin, knowing they have one or two classes together. They sort through both piles, placing them carefully on her desk.

“Do you think we should let her sleep? Don't want to wake her up..” Lily says to Narcissa, wanting her opinion. “Honestly, I think she's slept about three or four hours now.. We should let her sleep more, heard her rustling in bed all night.”

The older girl let's them stay a little bit to leave some snacks for her, Sirius had munched a little through his during class, so it was mainly Lily who put some food on the bed-side table. They leave her dorm, thanking Narcissa for letting them in.

Cissa toddles back to Lucius, “They're not that bad, you know?” The blonde headed boy scoffs, rolling his eyes at her statement, going back to reading his book. 

—♡—

Feeling terribly warm, being covered and layers of heat, she wakes up sweating, pulling off blankets and jumpers in the hopes of feeling coolness on her skin. Panning around the room, she spots a bun with some spreads. a teeny jar of strawberry marmalade and butter.

It's just past the evening, still an hour or two before dinner. She gladly takes the bun, not having eaten since dinner last night. As she munches, she looks at the desk, seeing a stack of parchments. 

Getting up, the girl surveys the parchments flipping through, obviously being done by two different people. Skimming through the notes and titles, she realises it's class notes. Recognising Severus’ cursive, yet not being able to pinpoint the other person's handwriting, yet still feeling a sense of familiarity.

She goes back to the bed-side table, finishing up the rest of the Pepperup Potion- oddly tasting like strawberry cough syrup.

Bella enters quietly, unsure if the ill girl was still asleep. Gazing at the bed, the curly-haired girl perks up, “Darling, how do you feel? Cissy told me you weren't doing too well..” Y/N smiles, grateful she has people who care, like Cissa and Bella.

“I think it was just a small fever, feel almost better now.. D'you know who left these?” She says, referring to the snacks and parchments. “Cissy said she let your Gryffindor friends visit, plus Severus!” Bella responds, not being in the room when they visited.

The girl hums in acknowledgement, a sort of warmth spreading through her chest at the thought of her friends. Although, the reminder of the red house gives her a bad taste, thinking of how she got sick in the first place.

“What time is it? S'it time for dinner yet?” She pouts, still terribly hungry after munching the small bun. Bella nods and grabs her hand, pulling her to the Great Hall.

—♡—

“Now, you look much better than this morning! Keep this extra potion just in case you feel a little tingle of the cold left, right dear?” Madame Pomfrey hands her a small vial for safe keeping. She thanks the nurse, heading back to her dorm.

Travelling through the halls, a few students still linger before curfew, chit chatting with their friends. Behind her, someone calls out for the girl, “Hey! Did you get the parchments?” Remus, looking oddly dishevelled, says.

“It was you! I did, thank you so much by the way, don't know how I would've know about Uric the Oddball… Are you alright?” She points out how in a hurry he looks.

He shrugs it off, attributing it to a late night jog. “You look much better, glad you're doing well.” Y/N chuckles, thanking him once again for the notes. They quickly catch up about the day, Remus telling her about Sirius’ newest adventures.

Remus looks at his watch, his eyebrows pinching a little, “You better head to the dungeons, curfew is about to hit. Have a goodnight Y/N” Remus quickly says, rushing off.

Confused by his behaviour, the Slytherin instead chooses to think about how he wrote the notes for her.. her cheeks flush pink at the thought! Would he think she's slacking off just because she's sick? How troublesome. She goes back to the dorms, promising herself to study the topics before tomorrow's classes.

Briskly walking back to her dorm, she doesn't want to have another encounter with Potter, fearing he'll make her more than just sick. She ponders on what he said last night. ‘Death Eaters?’ What would make him think that she, a muggle born, would be a Death Eater?

Reaching the common room, she sees Lucius and Narcissa first. Plopping down, Lucius tells her the newest drama of the Slug Club, how terribly artificial the cherry pudding tasted. She laughs, finding his choice of topic amusing. 

Spotting a long, raven-haired boy, she greets Severus, thanking him greatly for the potions notes. “S’not like you needed them.” The boy snaps back. In turn, she pats his shoulder, returning to her dorm to get some studying done. He waves her off, going back to his book. But deep down, he feels his head go lighter at her recognition…

[bitchyycapricorn]

Im here to request Narcissa Malfoy to kinktober!!! You are free to choose the kink but i want some hard smut pleeeease 🥺🥺

Thx Happy October 🎃😚

Sub!Narcissa Malfoy x Dom!Fem!Reader + Praise

-Good Girl-

Kintober Masterlist

Masterlist

AN: Ik this is a later request for kinktober that’s like a month overdue, I was just feeling a little ✨gay✨ (I fucking love women)

Warnings: SMUT BROSKIE!!! wlw, Dom/Sub dynamic, praise kink, punishment kink, fingering, oral (fem rec)

The feeling of Narcissa Malfoy’s body under yours wasn’t new. In fact, it had become a sort or routine since Lucius had been summoned to stand by the Dark Lords side. Since his leave, you often found yourself in her bed, under her covers, between her thighs, all while pressing rough kisses against her soft skin. And even now, your bottom lip was dragging across the inside of her thigh as you progress towards her heat in a teasing manner. There was always something about Cissy that made you hot and bothered whenever you were in the same room together. Now, only three months after her arranged marriage to your brother, you find yourself wrapping your arms under her thighs and pulling her closer to your face.

A moan erupts from her soft pink lips as your tongue slowly laps up her arousal, pleasing her the way she deserved to be pleased. Your fingers dig into the soft flesh of her hips as you pull her closer to your face that was still buried in her cunt. “Y/N…” She whines softly, her hands tugging at your pretty locks. You gave her a warning tap to her thigh in response, still continuing to trace circles around her clit with your tongue. “S-stop teas-…” she begins before another whine escapes her rather swollen lips. Your movements come to a halt as your eyes flicker up to meet hers.

She can’t help but let yet another whine leave her lips, despite knowing exactly what she’d done. “Good girls don’t whine. They use their words.” You tell her, sitting up so you can hover over her body. “Don’t you want to be a good girl?” You ask with a slow hum. Your fingers delicately tracing patterns on her hip down to her upper thigh. Her eyes widen as she bites her lip, only giving a small nod in response. Displeased by her lack of vocalization, you land a sharp smack to the side of her thigh. “I said use your words. If I have to ask again, I wont be able to let you finish tonight.”

“Yes, I want to be a good for you-“ She gasps, the feeling of your slap stinging her thigh as your handprint starts to form on her pale skin. “I wont be whiny anymore, I promise.” She swore. You nod, watching as pleasure clouds her vision at the motion of you entering two fingers into her. Her hands grasp your shoulders as you push your fingers deeper into her soft cunt.

“See, that wasn’t so hard.” You smirk, quickening your pace as your fingers curl inside her. You watch proudly as her eyes roll to the back of her head and her soft moans got louder. Her body seems to melt under your touch as she begins to grind her hips down onto your moving fingers. Her thighs were shaking and her bottom lip quivering as you continue to finger her roughly. “Such a pretty girl,” you coo, watching as she continues to try and get off by using your fingers. Pausing your thrusts, you take the opportunity to press your palm against her cunt, putting pressure on her clit as she continues to grind against your digits. Another cry escaped her lips as she moves her hips faster, fingers now digging into your shoulders as she chases her high.

“Go on, be a good girl and cum on my fingers.” You encourage, thrusting and curling just your fingers in her as she continues to struggle against your palm. You can feel the moment she tenses up, followed by her cunt squeezing your fingers as she releases, soaking the silk sheets beneath her. Her head lolls to the side, as you slowly pull your finger out of her.

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The golden trio are shocked when they learn that you are Draco's grandmother. Because they don't understand how a good person like you can be related to Draco.

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Christmas Blues

Narcissa Malfoy x Fem! Reader

TW: Periods, Anemia, Passing Out

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As Narcissa Malfoy and Lucius stood at King's Cross Station, awaiting the arrival of their son Draco and his tutor Y/n, the bustling platform seemed to swirl around them in a flurry of activity. Narcissa's eyes, a captivating blend of dark brown and platinum blonde, scanned the crowd with an air of regal poise, while Lucius maintained his usual composed demeanor beside her.

Draco's arrival was imminent, and Narcissa's anticipation flickered in her gaze. She longed to embrace her son, to envelop him in the warmth of her maternal love. And yet, her thoughts strayed to another figure, one who occupied a special place in her heart.

Y/n, Draco's tutor, had become a familiar presence in the Malfoy household over the past year. Six years older than Draco, she possessed a quiet grace and intelligence that captivated Narcissa's attention. Though she had sensed the younger woman's admiration, Narcissa had never broached the subject, content to let their relationship unfold naturally.

As the train came to a stop, Draco emerged from the crowd, his expression lighting up at the sight of his parents. Narcissa rushed forward, enveloping him in a warm embrace, her heart swelling with affection. Meanwhile, Y/n lingered behind, hesitant to intrude on the tender moment between mother and son.

Feeling a gentle touch on her shoulder, Y/n startled, her thoughts scattering like leaves in the wind. She turned to find Narcissa standing beside her, concern etched into her brow.

"Are you alright, my dear?" Narcissa inquired, her voice soft with genuine worry.

Y/n's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, her heart fluttering at the sound of Narcissa's concern. "I-I'm fine, Narcissa, just lost in thought," she stammered, struggling to compose herself.

Narcissa's gaze lingered on Y/n, her eyes searching for any sign of discomfort. Sensing Y/n's unease, she reached out, gently taking her hand in hers. "Come, let's join Lucius and Draco," she suggested, her tone gentle yet reassuring.

As they walked together, Narcissa's fingers intertwined with Y/n's, a silent gesture of comfort and support. And as they approached Lucius and Draco, Narcissa couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for the younger woman by her side.

"Y/n, my dear," Narcissa murmured, her voice a soft melody that only Y/n could hear, "thank you for being here with us."

Y/n's heart skipped a beat at the endearment, her cheeks flushing with warmth. "It's my pleasure, Narcissa," she replied, a shy smile gracing her lips.

As they apparated back to the Malfoy Manor, Narcissa couldn't shake the feeling of contentment that enveloped her. In Y/n's presence, she found solace and companionship, a connection that transcended the boundaries of friendship.

And as they entered the grand halls of their ancestral home, Narcissa knew that this Christmas would be one to remember, filled with love, laughter, and the promise of something more.

As Draco eagerly raced to his room, excitement bubbling within him, Lucius made his way to his study to attend to some pressing matters. Left in the hallway, Narcissa turned her attention to Y/n, a warm smile gracing her features.

"Would you mind if I walked you to your room, dear?" Narcissa offered, her voice carrying a gentle cadence.

Y/n returned the smile, appreciating the kindness in Narcissa's gesture. "Of course, Narcissa. I'd appreciate the company."

They strolled through the quiet halls of Malfoy Manor, the soft echo of their footsteps creating a serene melody. Narcissa, with her trademark grace, initiated a conversation.

"How were your classes this term, Y/n?" Narcissa inquired, her curiosity genuine.

Y/n shared her experiences, her passion for Potions and Astrology shining through her words. Narcissa listened attentively, finding joy in the animated expressions that danced across Y/n's face.

Upon reaching Y/n's room, Narcissa paused, turning to face her. "I'll let you unpack and settle in. A house elf will be around shortly to escort you to dinner. And after, we're planning to decorate the Christmas tree. I hope you'll join us."

Y/n expressed her gratitude, "Thank you, Narcissa. I'd love to be a part of it."

Narcissa leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to Y/n's cheek. As she pulled away, her fingers lingered, delicately caressing Y/n's jaw. The intimate gesture left Y/n momentarily stunned, a soft warmth spreading through her.

"Until later, dear," Narcissa whispered, her voice carrying a subtle invitation.

Y/n, still processing the tender moment, watched as Narcissa gracefully walked down the hall, her heart fluttering with a newfound awareness. Gathering herself, Y/n entered her room, the anticipation of the evening's festivities mingling with the lingering touch of Narcissa's affection.

As she unpacked, Y/n couldn't help but replay the moment in her mind. The enchanting allure of Narcissa Malfoy had captivated her, and in that quiet room, surrounded by the opulence of Malfoy Manor, Y/n found herself eagerly anticipating the magical moments that awaited her in the company of the Malfoy family.

Two hours had passed since Narcissa bid Y/n farewell outside her room. Engrossed in a book, Y/n was taken aback when a soft knock interrupted her reading. Opening the door, she was surprised to find Narcissa standing there, a gentle smile adorning her features.

"Narcissa, I wasn't expecting you," Y/n remarked, a hint of curiosity in her voice.

Narcissa's gaze softened, her eyes sparkling with warmth. "I thought I'd come and fetch you for dinner myself," she explained, her tone soft and inviting.

Y/n nodded, a smile tugging at her lips. "Thank you, Narcissa. I appreciate it."

Together, they made their way to the dining room, the anticipation of the evening's meal filling the air. Taking her seat next to Narcissa, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort in her presence.

As the meal commenced, Lucius engaged Draco in conversation, inquiring about his classes and his endeavors on the Quidditch team. Draco, ever eager to please his father, recounted his experiences, including his struggles in Potions class.

"I've got an assignment to do over the break to catch up," Draco admitted, a hint of frustration creeping into his voice.

Lucius turned his attention to Y/n, his curiosity piqued. "And what about you, Y/n? Are you confident in Potions?"

Y/n met his gaze with unwavering confidence. "Yes, Mr. Malfoy. I've always excelled in Potions, and I'd be more than happy to help Draco with his assignment."

Draco's eyes lit up with gratitude, nodding fervently in agreement. Lucius offered his thanks, impressed by Y/n's willingness to assist.

The conversation turned to Quidditch, and Draco revealed his unsuccessful attempt to make the team this year. However, his revelation about Y/n's involvement caught both Lucius and Narcissa by surprise.

"You're on the team, Y/n?" Narcissa inquired, her curiosity piqued.

Y/n nodded, a modest smile gracing her lips. "Yes, Narcissa. I've been the Seeker for the Slytherin team since my second year."

Lucius and Narcissa exchanged a glance, impressed by Y/n's achievements. "Well, it seems we have quite the talented individual in our midst," Lucius remarked, a hint of pride in his voice.

With dinner drawing to a close, they adjourned to the main hall, where the Christmas tree stood tall and majestic. Boxes of decorations awaited them, placed there by the diligent house-elves.

As they set about adorning the tree, laughter and chatter filled the air, the warmth of camaraderie enveloping them in its embrace. And as the evening wore on, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging in the company of the Malfoy family, her heart full with the promise of new beginnings and cherished memories.

The soft light of morning filtered through the windows of Malfoy Manor, casting a warm glow upon the grand halls. Y/n stirred from her slumber, memories of the previous night's tree decorating festivities dancing in her mind. However, her pleasant reverie was soon shattered by a sharp pang in her lower abdomen.

Groaning softly, Y/n realized with dismay that her period had started. She had hoped to avoid it during the break, knowing all too well the toll it took on her due to her iron deficiency anemia.

Summoning her strength, Y/n rose from her bed and made her way to the bathroom, the ache in her stomach a constant reminder of her discomfort. After a quick shower and change into comfortable attire – black flare yoga pants and an oversized cable knit sweater – Y/n reluctantly swallowed three pain relievers, hoping they would provide some relief.

Descending the staircase, Y/n's steps were slower than usual, her complexion paler than normal. To her surprise, only Narcissa was seated at the breakfast table, her expression one of concern as she caught sight of Y/n's condition.

"Y/n, dear, are you feeling alright?" Narcissa's voice was laced with worry as she observed Y/n's sluggish movements.

Y/n managed a weak smile, attempting to downplay her discomfort. "I'm fine, Narcissa, just a bit under the weather," she replied, her voice tinged with strain.

Narcissa's concern deepened at the sight of Y/n's pallor, her maternal instincts kicking in. "You look quite pale, my dear. Are you sure you're alright?"

Y/n nodded, though her movements were unsteady as she took a seat at the table, pouring herself a cup of hot tea and grabbing a slice of toast. Despite her efforts to appear composed, Narcissa couldn't help but notice the tremor in Y/n's hands, the telltale signs of her discomfort.

Making a mental note to keep a watchful eye on Y/n, Narcissa resolved to ensure that the young woman received the care and attention she needed during her time of distress. For in the quiet moments of vulnerability, bonds were strengthened, and the true essence of compassion revealed itself in the nurturing embrace of a friend.

As the day wore on, Y/n's condition continued to deteriorate. Despite her best efforts to push through the discomfort, the relentless waves of pain left her feeling increasingly unwell. When Draco extended an invitation to go riding with him and Lucius, Y/n reluctantly declined, citing her worsening condition as the reason.

Seeking solace in the quiet solitude of the library, Y/n attempted to lose herself in the pages of her book. However, the persistent ache in her abdomen made it difficult to focus, each word blurring together in a haze of discomfort.

Narcissa, ever attuned to Y/n's needs, entered the library and made her way over to the young woman. Concern etched into her features, she checked in on Y/n, offering her gentle reassurance.

"Lunch is ready, Y/n," Narcissa informed her, her voice carrying a note of concern.

Y/n nodded weakly, setting her book aside as she prepared to join Narcissa for lunch. But as she rose from her seat, a wave of dizziness washed over her, leaving her unsteady on her feet.

Narcissa's keen gaze caught the subtle change in Y/n's demeanor, her worry deepening at the sight of the young woman's pallor. With a gentle hand placed on Y/n's arm, she offered her support, silently vowing to ensure that Y/n received the care and attention she needed.

And as they made their way to the dining room, Narcissa's protective instincts kicked into overdrive, her heart heavy with concern for the well-being of her dear friend. Little did she know, the day held more challenges yet to come, testing the bonds of friendship and the strength of their resolve in the face of adversity.

As they made their way to the dining room, Y/n's steps faltered, her hand reaching out to grasp the wall for support. Sensing her distress, Narcissa turned to look at her, concern flashing in her eyes as she saw Y/n struggling to maintain her balance.

Rushing over, Narcissa gently wrapped her arm around Y/n's waist, providing a steady anchor of support. "Sweetheart, what's wrong?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.

Y/n's breathing was labored, her words coming out in short bursts. "I-I feel dizzy," she managed to gasp, her head spinning with disorientation.

Narcissa tightened her grip, her heart pounding with concern. "Just breathe, darling," she murmured soothingly, her voice a comforting presence amidst the chaos.

But before Y/n could respond, the world around her seemed to blur and fade, darkness encroaching upon her senses. With a soft cry, she slumped against Narcissa's support, her consciousness slipping away.

With gentle care, Narcissa eased Y/n to the ground, cradling her head in her lap as she waited for her to awaken. Time seemed to stand still as she watched over Y/n, her heart heavy with worry.

And as the minutes stretched on, Narcissa whispered words of comfort, her voice a tender melody in the silence of the room. For in that moment, all that mattered was the well-being of her dear Y/n, and she would do whatever it took to ensure that she was safe and sound once more.

After what felt like an eternity, Y/n stirred, her eyelids fluttering as consciousness slowly returned. Blinking dazedly, she found herself cradled in Narcissa's arms, the worry etched on the older woman's face.

"Narcissa?" Y/n's voice was weak, her head throbbing with remnants of pain.

Narcissa's expression softened with relief as she brushed a gentle hand over Y/n's forehead. "Welcome back, darling," she murmured, her voice a soothing balm to Y/n's ears.

Y/n attempted to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over her, causing her to falter. With Narcissa's steady assistance, she managed to rise into a sitting position, leaning against the wall for support.

"What happened?" Y/n's voice was filled with confusion as she struggled to piece together the events leading up to her collapse.

Narcissa's gaze was filled with concern as she recounted the moment Y/n had faltered, her own heart racing with worry. "You passed out, sweetheart," she explained gently, her hand squeezing Y/n's reassuringly.

Y/n's brow furrowed in alarm as she absorbed the gravity of the situation. "I-I'm sorry," she murmured, feeling a pang of guilt for causing Narcissa concern.

Narcissa shook her head, her expression tender yet firm. "Don't apologize, dear. Your health is far more important," she insisted, her unwavering support a testament to her genuine care for Y/n.

As they sat together in the quiet of the hallway, a sense of gratitude washed over Y/n, mingling with the lingering traces of discomfort. In Narcissa's presence, she found solace and strength, a beacon of light in her darkest moments.

Narcissa's concern deepened as she observed Y/n's discomfort, her heart aching at the thought of her dear friend suffering in silence. With gentle insistence, she prompted Y/n to share the cause of her distress, her voice a soothing presence amidst the turmoil.

"What's going on, Y/n?" Narcissa's tone was gentle yet firm, her eyes filled with genuine concern.

Y/n hesitated, feeling a rush of embarrassment flood her cheeks. "It's... it's embarrassing," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

Narcissa's expression softened, her hand reaching out to gently grasp Y/n's. "You have nothing to be embarrassed about, darling," she reassured, her voice filled with warmth. "I'm not here to judge. I just want to help you."

With a deep breath, Y/n summoned the courage to confide in Narcissa, her words tumbling out in a rush. "I got my period this morning," she confessed, her voice tinged with vulnerability. "And I have iron deficiency anemia, so it gets worse during my period. I usually feel dizzy and lightheaded for a few days, and sometimes I even pass out."

Narcissa's brows furrowed with concern as she listened, her heart aching for Y/n's struggles. "Why didn't you tell me?" she asked gently, her voice tinged with regret.

Y/n lowered her gaze, feeling a pang of guilt for keeping her condition hidden. "I... I didn't want to bother you with silly things," she admitted quietly.

Narcissa's gaze softened, her hand reaching out to gently lift Y/n's chin. "It's not silly if it's something important, like a medical issue," she insisted, her voice firm yet compassionate. "I want you to feel comfortable coming to me with anything, no matter how small you may think it is."

Y/n felt a swell of gratitude wash over her at Narcissa's words, a warmth spreading through her chest. Nodding in agreement, she whispered, "Thank you, Narcissa."

With a tender smile, Narcissa helped Y/n to her feet, guiding her with gentle reassurance. "Would you like to rest for a bit?" she offered, her voice filled with kindness.

Y/n nodded gratefully, allowing Narcissa to lead her down the hallway. However, as they bypassed Y/n's room, confusion flickered in her eyes.

"Narcissa, where are we going?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity.

Narcissa's smile was tender as she replied, "To my room, dear. You'll rest there for now." And as they continued down the hallway, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the unwavering care and compassion.

Narcissa led Y/n into her room, a haven of elegance and comfort. As they reached the plush bed, Narcissa assisted Y/n in settling down, ensuring she was surrounded by soft pillows and luxurious blankets. Y/n couldn't help but appreciate the soothing atmosphere, a stark contrast to the discomfort she had been experiencing.

Narcissa disappeared briefly into the bathroom, returning with a warm water bottle. She approached Y/n with a gentle smile, offering the comforting remedy for the pain that wracked her lower stomach. Y/n looked up with gratitude as Narcissa placed the warm water bottle over her abdomen.

"Thank you, Narcissa," Y/n whispered, touched by the care and consideration.

Narcissa's response was a tender smile, her fingers brushing lightly over Y/n's hair. "Anything for you, darling."

With a vulnerable yet hopeful look in her eyes, Y/n asked, "Could you... stay with me?"

Narcissa's gaze softened further, and without hesitation, she agreed. "Of course, sweetheart. I'm here for you."

Carefully, Narcissa slipped into bed beside Y/n, arranging the pillows for both comfort and support. Gently, she pulled Y/n's back against her front, creating a secure and warm cocoon. The warmth of the water bottle against Y/n's stomach provided a soothing contrast to the cool silk of the sheets.

As Y/n nestled into Narcissa's comforting embrace, a sense of relaxation washed over her. The steady rise and fall of Narcissa's breath, the gentle beat of her heart, created a calming rhythm that eased Y/n's discomfort. Narcissa pressed a tender kiss to the top of Y/n's head, a silent reassurance that she was not alone.

In the tranquil intimacy of Narcissa's room, Y/n felt a profound sense of gratitude for the woman who had opened her heart and home. The comfort and solace provided by Narcissa's presence were immeasurable, and as Y/n closed her eyes, she allowed herself to drift into a peaceful nap, guided by the gentle embrace.

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Hearth & Home — Narcissa Malfoy

Summary: You find yourself alone this Christmas, but so does Narcissa and she’s not about to let that stand.

Word Count: 486

Warnings: Some angst, but a happy ending

Darkness had fallen as you sat on a bench in Diagon Alley, lost in thought as a quiet melancholy settled within you as you contemplated spending the holiday season alone. The lamplight was your only friend, it seemed, saving you from being swallowed up in total darkness. The festive decorations all around seemed to mock your solitude. Just as despair began to take root, a shop door creaked open, revealing Narcissa Malfoy.

"Narcissa, what brings you here?" you asked, surprised to see anyone still out at this hour. Though, honestly, you weren’t even a hundred percent sure how much time you’d passed out here yourself.

She offered a soft smile that didn’t quite reach her sad eyes. “Passing the time, I suppose. With Draco grown and Lucius…” Narcissa trailed off, recalling the bitter divorce earlier that year. You’d read about it in the Daily Prophet, but didn’t mention it.

“No one should be alone for the holidays,” you said instead, the sentiment a true enough one in your heart. “I find myself in a similar situation. Perhaps we could spend Christmas together?"

Grateful for the unexpected company, Narcissa accepted your kind offer, then making one of her own. “You’re welcome to come to my home and stay, at least through the holidays.” It was your turn to smile now and you let Narcissa lead you to her home, far more modest than Malfoy Manor, no doubt, but tastefully decorated and it seemed to suit her.

As you both settled in by the crackling fire, Narcissa spoke gently, sharing stories from happier Christmases past and you did the same, helping the both of you to ease that loneliness that had threatened to consume you. The warmth of her presence was a Christmas blessing if there ever was one.

As the evening unfolded, Narcissa gave you a full tour of her home, garland and ornaments giving the place a festive feel. You were finally starting to feel like you should at the holidays; grateful, cheerful and dare you say loved?

The tour concluded back at the hearth. Above the mantel hung a sprig of mistletoe that hadn’t escaped your notice. Narcissa followed your eyes, landing on the plant she’d forgotten that she put up. She was hardly expecting the tradition to arise this year. But, as she took a moment to think about it, her gaze fell back to you. A tender smile played on her lips, and in that moment, she decided that, though it may have been unplanned, the tradition could certainly continue.

Without a word, Narcissa closed the distance between you, capturing your lips in a gentle, lingering kiss. You met her kiss eagerly, returning it, as you pulled her closer. The crackling of the fire and the soft glow of the fairy lights that surrounded you seemed to dance in celebration of your newfound connection, turning a lonely holiday into a memory to cherish.

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Losing Her Innocence (Severus Snape x virgin! reader x Lucius Malfoy x Narcissa Malfoy)

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Introduction:

Y/N is a shy, young woman who wants to lose her virginity before her birthday. She decides to go to a place called ‘The Club’, and she definitely won’t regret that decision.

This is not a request, but a birthday present for myself🎁

I hope you enjoy!

Published: 7/23/2023

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Word count: 3.2k

Warning: SMUT (18+ - minors DNI)

Y/N Y/L/N is just like any other young woman. Well, except for one thing - she’s still a virgin. She’s the only one in her friend group who hasn’t had sex yet. She does want to lose her virginity, but she’s really shy, so it’s not easy for her to go to parties and just hook up with someone like her friends do.

She has a dream of losing her virginity before tonight ends - before she becomes a year older. Tomorrow is her birthday, and it would be nice if she finally got her wish fulfilled.

Luckily for her, one of her friends has recommended a place called ‘The Club’. The Club is a place where people can come and have sex with other people. Either with whoever they meet there, or with people who work there to satisfy others’ needs.

The thought of going there intimades Y/N a bit. Will she be able to find someone who would be willing to touch her? And how will the person react to her being a virgin?

Taking a deep breath, she finally overcomes her fear and decides to go and have a look at this place. She takes the bus to the location that her friend told her about. As she looks around, she finds a building with the sign ‘The Club’. Nothing suggests that it’s a place where people come to have sex. It doesn’t look like what she had in mind. It looks more simple and classy.

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𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁✰

𝐻𝑖 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒! 𝐼'𝑚 𝐴𝑛𝑛𝑎, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔 ♡

𝑅𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑜 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑜! 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑑, 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ. 𝑁𝑜 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑡, 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑠, "𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘" 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑠, 𝑒𝑡𝑐. 𝑁𝑜 𝑗𝑢𝑑𝑔𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡, 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒. 𝐼𝑓 𝐼'𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡, 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡, 𝑠𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡.

𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑖𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 ♡

𝑃𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝐺𝑟𝑎𝑦 ๋࣭⭑

𝑃𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝐺𝑟𝑎𝑦 𝑥 𝐹𝑒𝑚!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠

Yours Truly With Love No.I With Love No. II With Love No. III

𝑃𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝐺𝑟𝑎𝑦 𝑥𝐹𝑒𝑚!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠

𝑁𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑎 𝑀𝑎��𝑓𝑜𝑦 ๋࣭⭑

𝐿𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑎 𝑊𝑒𝑒𝑚𝑠 ๋࣭⭑

𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑙 𝐴𝑖𝑟𝑑 ๋࣭⭑

Photograph Me

𝐿𝑂𝑈 𝑀𝐼𝐿𝐿𝐸𝑅 ๋࣭⭑

[cissyenthusiast010155]

heyyy!! im back with another idea🤭

with this can you use prompt numbers 31 & 44 with narcissa x reader? like maybe cissy is the readers teacher but can you make it really smutty? like cissy is the dom obviously but you can make this anyway you like🤭🤭

Togetherness Through Hard Times ~Dom!Teacher!Narcissa Malfoy xFem Sub!Student!Reader ~Holiday Bingo

Summary— Narcissa and Reader comfort each other through a xmas alone. Anon Response— Hi hi @mxmmyviolet !! Of course I can write this, thank you for the request! Hope you Enjoy 💞💞

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Prompt- Spending X-mas Alone

#31. “What’s the dirtiest thought you’ve had about them/me?”

#44. “That’s right, grind down on me…”

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, light smut, grinding, teasing, dom/sub relations, fluff, happy endings, etc.

Enjoy (;

It was Christmas morning. Bright and early. And most of the campus was deserted. There were a few straggler students and staff, but most people went home or on vacation for the winter break.

But not you. You were on your way to the library. Spending Christmas on your own.

You entered the vast, multi-story building quietly. It had the same deserted feeling as every other area on campus. You walked directly to the Philosophy section on the second floor.

To your surprise as you entered the section of shelves upon shelves of philosophical books, you saw your Paideia instructor Professor Black.

God was she terribly attractive…

You had thoroughly enjoyed her class on Greek Philosophy last semester, and you had already signed up for her Ethics and Morals Class in the upcoming semester.

She was always wearing something that hugged her curves perfectly. And she had mentioned her being divorced with a kid, the divorce part not helping your mind…

The woman caught your rather long lingering gaze, and she smirked. You had really no choice but to walk over to her.

“Hi Professor Black…!”

“Hello Darling, Narcissa is completely alright when we aren’t in the classroom.” Narcissa purred.

You gulped and nodded.

“Are you spending today alone?” She asked, her face contorting with concern.

You shuffled your feet back and forth.

“Yes” you muttered, kind of ashamed you had nowhere to go for winter break.

“That’s alright, love. I am as well. There is nothing wrong with that. Would you like to join me…?”

You bit your lip and blushed lightly, nodding profusely.

“Yes please”

Narcissa nodded in understanding, motioning you to come over caringly. You gingerly sat next to the woman, shuffling around in the seat anxiously.

“Do I make you nervous, Darling…?” Narcissa chuckled in a teasing manner.

“Maybe…” you squeaked, your face going redder.

Narcissa chuckled again, this time darker, her eyes sparkling with a newfound edge. She placed a hand on your leg, near your knee.

“Is this alright…?”

You nodded bashfully.

“I expect words, Darling.” She commanded.

“Yes Ma’am, I like it…” you whimpered.

Narcissa smirked, slowly moving her hand up your thigh.

“You are adorable…” she purred.

You blushed even harder at your words.

“What’s the dirtiest thought you’ve had about me…?” Narcissa purrs inquisitively, “Tell me your naughtiest fantasies…”

Your breath hitched and you were caught off guard by her question.

“I… I— you fucking me…” you stuttered.

“That’s all…?”

Narcissa quirked an eyebrow at you.

“N-no…”

The woman then grabbed ahold of your hips, swiveling you onto her lap. You gasped, but eagerly started lighting grinding against the professor. Narcissa chuckled once more, halting your grinding, earning a whimper from your lips.

“Use your words…” she ordered.

“D-don’t want to be alone… need to feel w-warm n loved…” you whispered, filling your face with the crook of Narcissa’s neck.

Her hold on your hips relented, letting you start grinding down on her once more.

“That’s right, grind down on me…” Narcissa purred, “Good girl. Let mommy take care of you…”

You whimpered desperately at the woman’s words, nodding fervorously.

“Yes mommy, please mommy…”

“Shhhh, I’ve got you, sweetness…” Narcissa cooed comfortingly.

Her hands helped your hips grind down against her thigh.

Your breathing got increasingly uneven, as you chased your high against the woman’s thigh. Your eyes rolled back and you let out a string of breathy whimpers. Narcissa’s fingers slipped underneath your shirt, getting a burger hold of your figure and more effectively helping you get off on her thigh.

The friction between your panties and your pants against her tensed thigh was delicious and clouding your mind more and more. You let out a particularly breathy and lewd moan.

“M-mommyyy mmmm close…!” You whined.

This woman had melted you into a desperate sex puddle so quickly…

“Just like that, Darling… Cum for mommy.” Narcissa cooed, tensing her thigh even more for your frictional delight.

You huffed and groaned, hunching over and into the woman’s embrace as your first orgasm crashed into you. Narcissa comforted and lead you through your high, holding you close and tight afterwards.

“Such a good girl…” she purred in your ear.

You hummed with delight into the woman’s embrace.

“I’ve got you, love. Neither of us will be spending this Christmas alone.” Narcissa cooed.

“Thank you…” you whispered, nuzzling even further into her.

~~~

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Narcissa Malfoy x Friend's daughter! User

Authors note: Had this privated for far too long☠️ Also, for the girl's out there that is in love with Narcissa

Scenario: "Narcissa has been invited over to an old friends house, but what she didn't expect was them to have a daughter, one over 20 and so... beautiful, Narcissa couldn't help herself, having grow an attraction to you... And even started comparing you to her husband...you were much greater at things he will ever be, and she can't get enough of you..."

Warning: NSFW, user is mentioned as being a female, it is up to you if user is trans or not, user genitals are not mentioned, only mentioned that they are female and that they wear dresses, Submissive Narcissa x Dominant User

Your mom's childhood friend <3

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Christmas 2024 🎄

Day 1: under the mistletoe - Andy

Day 2: Santa’s cookies - Madonna

Day 3: snowed in - cipher

Day 4: too many presents Kate winslet

Day 5: putting up the tree - Larissa

Day 6: matching pjs - Miranda priestly

Day 7: christmas movie marathon - Helena BC

Day 8: work christmas party - Melinda May

Day 9: no one should spend christmas alone - Narcissa Black

Day 10: ice cold - Lady Lesso

Day 11: baking - Minerva Mcgonagall

Day 12: christmas markets - Emily Gilmore

Day 13: a christmas proposal - Helen McCrory

Day 14: santa baby - Charlize Theron

Day 15: partys arent for me - Mon Mothma

Day 16: home for a while - Fennec Shand

Day 17: ice roads - Agatha Harkness

Day 18: i just wanted to spend time together - Jeanine Matthews

Day 19: season of hurt - Minerva McGonagall

Day 20: an unexpected encounter - Lorraine Broughton

Day 21: carols - Larissa Weems

Day 22: the spirit of christmas - Bellatrix Black

[hyacintheros]

Brand New City

3. Starman

|| (Marauders Era Characters x Fem!Reader)

Series Masterlist Previous Chapter

Pairing: Marauders Era Characters x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Rude James

Word Count: 2k

P.S: Sorry it took so long, I was a little busy, but I am back! Please enjoy doves c:

“Hey- are these seats taken?” Y/N flits her gaze to the boy in front of her, chocolate cream eyes fluttered at her with hazel lashes glistening from the sun projecting onto his face.

She’s a little confused, as the area of the library she's seated herself at is practically stuffed at the back, near the restricted section.

“No, not at all. You're looking for extra chairs, right?” The boy next to him lets out a muffled chuckle, his midnight curls swirling as he speaks animatedly. “We meant if we could study with you, doll? S'that alright?”

The girl flushes, not realising that they wanted to sit with her, assuming they were just taking some chairs. “Oh! So sorry, yeah of course.” She lets out an embarrassed laugh.

The two boys smile at her, unpacking their things onto the table. “‘D’you hear what happened in McGonagall's class yesterday? Some bloke turned his desk mate into a teapot instead of the spider!” Sirius says, trying to keep quiet as Madam Pince was on his case not too long ago.

“No way! Would have loved to be in that class” Y/N laughs, amused at the story. Remus smiles and shakes his head imagining it, refocusing on his textbook.

“Y/N, could I borrow some ink?” The hazel-haired boy asks. They've fallen into a routine over the last couple of days, Remus forgetting his inkpot during class and always sharing with the girl.

“I've got different colours today! Black, Blue, Red, and Green.. which would you like?” Remus looks at her with a shine in his eyes.

“Could I borrow the red one please?” She hands the boy the red-coloured pot. He dips his feathery quill and starts taking notes, excited at the new colour rather than boring black.

Sirius, also intrigued by the different colours, pipes up. “Is it alright if I could try the green one?” The girl gives him a smile, sliding over the green ink for him.

“Woah! This is so fun, where'd you get these? They only sell black at Diagon Alley!” Sirius asks, hoping to snag a few for himself.

“I got them at a stationary store in London when I got my letter, thought they looked really fun!” The muggle girl says to him, happy that they found her oddly mundane inkpots fascinating.

Both boys hum in acceptance, facing back to their work and making small talk here and there. Remus, halfway through studying, pulls out a muggle book, The Silence of the Lambs.

“Sorry Remus, but is that book the one about Hannibal Lecter?” Remus gives her a cheeky grin, always being a sucker for muggle storytelling.

Sirius at this point in time, has given up on studying, instead putting great effort in making little paper doves. As he folds the wings, a pat on his shoulder brings him back to reality.

“What are you lot doing hanging out with her? Don't you see her robe? Come on, we've got better things to be doing than hanging out with a snake.” James, the boy Lily was always hanging around, said to Remus and Sirius.

“Don't you worry, I'll be on my way.” She says coldly, finally understanding why he was so cold to her. She packs her books in an instant and leaves with a stomp in her step. “Y/N, your inkpots!” Sirius calls after her, being held back by James.

---♡---

‘Why would Lily hang out with a foul git like that?’ She asks herself, unsure if Lily even knows of his attitude. She bursts into the common room, the coolness of the dungeon and the view of the Black Lake sending her a wave of serenity.

“Darling? What's going on?” Narcissa, who was reading in the common room, asked. Lucius, who was sitting next to her on the love seat looking back at Y/N, instantly knew it had something to do with a few Gryffindor boys.

“Your red lions giving you trouble, dear?” He snickers, Narcissa smacks his shoulder, hushing him. Y/N gives him a sarcastic laugh, glaring at him.

“Shut up, Luci!” She picks up a decorative pillow from the couch and chucks it at him. Narcissa giggles at this.

“Let's go to the Great Hall, I'm starving.” She lets out a sigh, tired and hungry from all the studying, having skipped lunch because she was too busy writing a paper for History of Magic.

Narcissa loops her left arm into Lucius’, then loops her right into Y/N's, telling her fiance and friend about the Hufflepuff girl who was being annoying in potions today.

Lucius, ever the drama queen, was gasping and gossiping along with Narcissa. Y/N was just bouncing around as they walked, happy to be out of the library.

“I hope they serve roasted potatoes” Narcissa says as they enter the Great Hall, taking their seats at the Slytherin table. Tucking themselves in, everyone grabs a generous portion of the delicious food that surrounds them.

While she eats, a pair of eyes, or three, stabs into her back. Signalling Lucius, who sat in front of her, he peaks over her shoulder, giving a sneer then looking back at her.

“That red-haired cousin of yours and your lover lions” Lucius snickers, earning a glare from Y/N. “Finish your food before I finish you.” She says, then continues conversation with a Slytherin next to her.

‘What the fuck.’ Lucius thinks, going back to his dinner, sulking.

---♡---

“Cissa, I'm gonna head out for some air.” The girl says to her roommate. Already tucked into bed, Narcissa responds, “Don't get caught by Filch, come back in one piece please” She mumbles, falling asleep.

Y/N tucks Bella in, already snoring in bed, then tucking Narcissa, and carefully escapes the dorms.

Paintings already asleep, therefore no need to be too cautious. The sleepless girl heads up to the astronomy tower, wanting to feel the breeze on her skin without stepping out of the castle.

On her shoulder, a throw blanket to keep her warm in the stoney tower. She sets up ‘camp’ next to the balcony, meaning a blanket and a muffin she snagged at dinner. ‘This muffin mad scrumdili-icious’.

Pulling out a book from her robe, opening to the page, which was dog-eared, finding solace in the book. Every so often, she would pause, the night sky captivating her attention.

“That constellation there is called Draco.” She turns back to the entrance of the astronomy tower. The boy with curly black hair greets her, his hair arching the colour of the night sky.

She pats the spot next to her, offering up the blanket to share. He strolls over, plopping down and crossing his legs. “You fond of astronomy?” The girl asks him.

“I'd hope so, being named after a bloody star!” He sasses back, pulling some of the blanket over his legs. “What are you doing up here, dove? Shouldn't you be in bed down in the Dungeons. Mighty cold down there if you ask me!”

She shushes him as she giggles, both of them obviously being too loud for this time of night, past curfew. “Couldn't sleep, needed some air. Shouldn't you also be sleeping? What are you doing?”

The boy dressed in a red and gold sweater pipes down, a gaunt look on his face. “S'nothing, couldn't sleep either.” The boy says, a slight clench in his jaw.

Seeing that this is clearly an odd subject for Sirius, she switches it up. “What's your favourite song?”. Sirius immediately lightens up, sort of like a puppy.

“Definitely Starman by David Bowie! Something about him is so alluring. They both hum the song together, falling into comfortable silence afterwards.

“How's Lily? Didn't get to speak to her today.” The Slytherin girl breaks the slience, missing her cousin dearly.

“She's worried about you, y'know? Always saying how you should eat more and sleep, which I can clearly see now why she says you need more sleep!” He laughs, her heart warming at the thought of her cousin.

Despite being rival houses, she doesn't care about such trivial things. So what if they're different? Just means they're different people with different aspirations, but that doesn't mean they need to hate each other.

“Tell her that I'm okay the next time you see her, I'll try to talk to her tomorrow. It's hard to talk to her with James around, guarding her like a dog! When I get my hands on him I'm gonna..” The girl yaps away about the Potter boy, not impressed with his behaviour.

The boy next to her shares a great bit of laughs at the predicament. “What's that book next to you?” The boy asks, curiosity killing him.

“Oh! It's a muggle book, Pride and Prejudice. Lily recommended it to me, we're supposed to debrief about it next Friday.” She hands him the book, and he inspects the cover.

---♡---

“Severus! Have you seen Nemesis? Need to feed her before class.” The girl runs around the common room, looking for her snake. “I saw her with Lucius, think she's choking him out.”

They look to the stairs where Lucius is rushing down, Nemi on his neck, grasping him like a slinky stuck on itself. “Get. Her. Off.” He says in-between chokes and gasps of air.

Y/N gently takes Nemi back, cooing at her and giggling at Lucius, dishevelled and red for the lack of air. “Let's get you some mice darling.” She heads back up to her room, feeding Nemi and setting her free. Nemi always comes back after classes.

“Come on Severus, we're going to be late to potions.” They hurry to the class, taking seats near the back. James and Lily sitting near the front. Both Slytherins burn holes into the boy's back, though for entirely different reasons.

Slughorn walks in, starting class off with theory, focusing on how Draught of Living Death was first made and how to spot its effects, as well as the cure.

Y/N practically falls asleep on Severus’ shoulder, lesson too long for her taste. With an annoyed look, he takes notes for her, trying to hide her sleeping form with his arm.

“Y/N wake up, he's approaching.” Severus draws out, propping her up. She quickly grabs a parchment and textbook, acting like she was, indeed, studying all along.

See, while Severus covers her notes for her in Potions, she covers notes for him in History of Magic, both forming a non-spoken alliance.

Potions is over and they part ways, heading to separate classes. The day draws on like an endless loop, even lunch didn't feel as fulfilling.

---♡---

Remus stops her as she studies at the library, pulling a chair to the table and sitting with her.

“You left your ink pots yesterday. He pulls them out of his bag, setting them in front of her. She sends him a sweet smile, thanking him for keeping them safe.

Lily comes in tow, sitting next to Remus and pulls out her study materials. “The Herbology test felt too repetitive! Like we reviewed the whole chapter for it to be on literally one plant?” Lily rants, angry she wasted study time on something that didn't need it.

Lily and Y/N catch up, talking about literally anything that comes to mind while poor Remus tries his best to focus, but how could he when the girls are talking about muggle books? It's like his kryptonite!

So, instead of writing for their History of Magic essay, the three spent two hours talking about Romeo and Juliet. Even reciting quotes verbatim just for fun.

Lily and Remus pack up, needing to head back to their common room. They all bid farewell, promising to catch up soon.

Y/N stays back for three more hours, promising to finish the History of Magic essay by nightfall. It's just about 10:00pm, meaning curfew is about to hit.

She packs everything, making sure not to be left alone in the library with Madam Pince. She races down to the Slytherin dorms, only to literally run into James Potter.

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Cracks [work in progress] / regulus black x original muggle character / enemies-to lovers

Flora, the muggle half-sister of protective older brother Remus Lupin, is hidden away during the First Wizarding War for fear of werewolf attacks. It seems things cannot possibly get worse until Regulus Black, who has deviated from the fold of Death Eaters, also needs somewhere to hide.

Forced together by circumstance, their relationship is rocky from the start, but Flora won't be daunted by Regulus' arrogance and unpleasant airs. As they both slowly overcome their dislike of one another, mutual respect and understanding begin to grow, and their feelings start to shift from mere affection to something deeper and more profound.

Black Heart [work in progress, but very slow updates] / bellatrix lestrange au

Odile Lestrange, the only child of Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange, has grown up with Regulus and always had a very close relationship with him. At the age of twelve, Odile finds herself betrothed to her elder cousin Sirius - until he runs away, at least. Then the burden falls to Regulus. As time goes on, and they grow up amid a war in which both are expected to serve, their relationship becomes increasingly complicated and more convoluted, with layers of lies, secrets, resentment, and love.

Le Cygne [completed] narcissa malfoy x original muggle character / F/F

Eira is a Muggle newly married to Sirius Black when he is arrested for a crime he didn't commit. A dark story unravels as Eira is forced into servitude for the Malfoy family and begins an encounter of hopeless infatuation with Narcissa Malfoy, the proud and beautiful wife of Lucius, in an unexpected, devastating way.